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Giveaway: He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

This week I am giving away two copies of Trish Ryan‘s book He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not. This book just released and is the story of one woman’s search for love. I’ve included a review, endorsement, and teaser about the book. To enter to win one of the two Advanced Reader Copies, leave a comment here. Good luck!

“Ryan’s winsome memoir and writing debut traces her desperate search for a man — specifically a husband — and for a spirituality that works for her… Ryan is eminently likeable and vulnerable, and her sharp writing will appeal to faithful and irreverent readers alike.”

— Publishers Weekly

“This is one riveting story. Like many people, I can identify with what it feels like to look in all the wrong places—and then realize down the road that God has been writing a story that is so much bigger and better that I could have ever imagined. It’s not often that someone can make me read into the wee hours—and then laugh so hard that I wake my poor husband up from a sound sleep.” –- Shaunti Feldhahn, bestselling author of For Women Only:What You Need to Know About the Inner Lives of Men

Trish Ryan was the quintessential successful thirtysomething woman — she had a career as an attorney, a nice car, and a succession of men clamoring for her affection. But despite all her accomplishments, the things by which she defined her life continually left her disappointed, especially when it came to dating. Like the heroines of chick-lit novels and Sex and the City, she couldn’t escape her bad luck with men: men who cheated, who left her, who made her a lesser version of herself. After years of trying everything out there to make love work — new age philosophy, feminist empowerment, myriad self-help programs — she finally, hesitantly, decided to give God a try. This is Ryan’s story of how her search for the right guy turned into the search for the right God, and (spoiler alert!) how she ended up with the happily-ever-after ending.

I suspect I’d enjoy and relate to “He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not”. My dating life was a nightmare.

I met my husband one year after I quit and surrendered to God. At the same time, I’d asked one or two faithful others to pray for me. At first, alone-ness was painful, you know, without all the noise and uneasy distraction of dating the “wrong” fellas. In time and in small ways, I befriended myself. What was it about being alone that I was afraid of and fiercly avoiding all that time? I’m still not sure, but I learned that being alone with little ole me wasn’t a cross : ) My friendship with the Lord deepened before I met my husband and continues as I write.